Beyond The Blurriness

i know it
the truth
despite saying
i don't

staring
glaring
waiting for denial
acceptance never a chance

the truth haunts
tortures
pesters
wanting to break down

hope
from beyond
behind the blurriness
of the clouds

i know it
the truth
despite saying
i don't

i know
I'm beautiful.

The Surface Doesn't Mean A Thing

the feeling wells up
within me
only anger
can surface
anger at the hand
I've been dealt
anger that I
can't understand
– no one can understand
as well as
the pain
within
that screams out
in an attempt
to control
and destroy
hopes,
dreams,
hard work –
and the person
I emphasize
...until it's gone.